Monday, September 3, 2012

The Week That Was

Last week was long. And tiring. The highlight reel is this:

Bryce left on a plane for a job in another town. He will likely be gone until mid-November, and will probably only be home for a night once or twice. It was a hard decision for him, but we will survive and keep the home fires burning. Molly asks me every day when he is coming home, but two and a half months is too long for a three year old to understand. Lucky for me, he is safe and sound and not in Afghanistan, and we know he will be home in time for Christmas and the kids' birthdays.

I weaned Cedar. We were both kind of sad about it, but it was clearly time.

I went camping with a friend of mine and our six small children. It would have been a lot easier if it hadn't rained the entire time or if the ratio of kids to adults was slightly more reasonable. But we had fun. Everyone got a lot of fresh air, and Cedar got about 600 bug bites on her head.

Porter seems to be enjoying first grade, and has apparently decided this year that girls are sort of okay. Other than that, and his super 911 crazy underdogs on the swings, I can't get much out if him. I will assume he is also learning stuff for now.

Finally, Molly and a friend were mobbed by Japanese tourists while playing by a lake. It was an odd experience all around.